Lost City [Unlimited]

Facts have proved that skinning is also a technical job.

As soon as Yu Songyuan cut the scissors, the flesh and tendons were lifted up together, and the picture was dripping with blood, which made it unbearable to look directly at.

Hu Ling frowned, and took two steps back again, his disgust was beyond words.

He stretched out his hand and tapped it in the air a few times, and said, "Brother, lift it up, be gentle, and don't break the skin."

Yu Songyuan did as he said, and carefully exerted strength to ensure the integrity of the skin while breaking other things away.

So, the two of them talked one by one and acted on the other, cooperating tacitly, and the whole picture was very——strange.

After a lot of work, the two finally got rid of the materials for making new clothes.

Yu Songyuan took the materials into the water tank to wash, and asked, "Xiao Ling, what should I do next?"

Hu Ling leaned on one side, and raised her eyes lightly when she heard the words, "I don't know, I'm not a real tailor."

Yu Songyuan sighed, picked up the material and shook the water, with a bold and unrestrained movement like shaking a bed sheet.

"Then let's take one step at a time and play freely."

Hu Ling: "But what if the king is not satisfied?"

Yu Songyuan put the materials on the long platform, and then rummaged through a pile of tools, "If you are not satisfied, you can only... speak with your fists."

Hu Ling blinked and gave a thumbs up: "Yes, brother, domineering!"

Yu Songyuan twisted the thin silver needle and said with a smile, "It's so so."

Then he persuaded: "Xiao Ling, are you sure you don't want to participate in this session?"

Hu Ling frowned and hesitated for a moment, then said: "Forget it, you are clumsy, let me do it."

Although he said he was afraid before and acted very disgusted, but when he really started to move his hands, he was serious and focused. The movements of his hands were not fast, but they were more meticulous, just like a painter with a brush in his hand.

Twisted, cruel, cold, and inexplicably attractive.

Yu Songyuan stood by and watched, helping to pass tools from time to time, and the look in his eyes became more obsessed.

·

"All right."

Hu Ling put down her needle and thread, grabbed the coat on her shoulders and wiped her hands.

Yu Songyuan picked up the finished product and looked back and forth, "It's not bad, it's a piece of clothing."

After he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, and became a still picture in a daze.

Hu Ling asked, "What's wrong?"

Yu Songyuan: "...clothes, there are sizes."

Hu Ling nodded: "Yes."

Yu Songyuan: "Then, this dress——"

He carried it with a slightly tangled expression: "Can the king wear it?"

Hu Ling: "..."

He thought back to the storybooks he read when he was a child. There were illustrations on them, and the kings in the paintings were all the same...fat.

Although the figure of the king in this game is not that exaggerated, being slightly fat is still fat.

Hu Ling looked at the new clothes again: "...it seems to be a little smaller."

After a moment of silence, the two looked at the unrecognizable monster together, and said in unison: "How about peeling off its tail?"

Half a second later, Hu Ling took the lead in accusing: "Brother, you are really too wolf."

Yu Songyuan: "...What do you mean?"

Hu Ling was surprised: "Is there no internet in your house?"

Yu Songyuan: "..."

Hu Ling found out with conscience, and explained: "Wolf, a little more ruthless, more ruthless than ruthless, understand?"

Yu Songyuan suddenly realized: "Understood."

"Okay, the science popularization time is over, so you want to change the clothes?" Hu Ling said.

Yu Songyuan thought for a while and said, "Forget it, didn't the story say that the king didn't wear clothes, and the skin of the tail is a bit obvious."

Hu Ling understood what he meant, and he thought the same way before asking the question.

Because to be precise, only the upper body of the human form is the material for clothing.

——This is a "clothes" that smart people can see.

"It's okay, there is still a chance to modify it, let's talk about it later." Hu Ling said.

·

As soon as the two walked out of the workshop with their new clothes, the short man and the guards immediately led them to the king.

It was still the extremely luxurious room, and the king hurried over impatiently, and snatched the new clothes with strange materials from Yu Songyuan's hand.

"Oh, oh! My God!" the king exclaimed while stroking, "It's so beautiful, this dress is so beautiful!"

Intoxicated for a while, he pointed to his followers: "Quickly, go and call old Polly and Karenna, and let them appreciate it for me."

After the entourage took the order, they brought the people here soon.

Old Polly is a gray-haired old man with a long beard, while Karenna is a handsome middle-aged man with delicacy written all over him from head to toe.

After everyone waited for a while, the king in disguise finally came out from behind the barrier.

Hu Ling looked up, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

—He has lost weight.

The middle-aged man who was slightly fat before had now turned into a standard thin figure.She was still wearing gorgeous and bright clothes, so extravagant and decadent.

Hu Ling tilted his head and mouthed at Yu Songyuan: "Painted skin."

Yu Songyuan nodded slightly with a serious expression.

"Come on, have a look, is this new dress beautiful?"

The king opens his arms and twirls in full display.

Old Polly and Karenna became enthusiastic in an instant, blowing rainbow farts 360 degrees around the king, which made Hu Ling want to laugh.

The king was flattered, and he didn't offer his own opinions like the short man said. Instead, he waved his hand to make the two of them retreat, and then they could just participate in the celebration.

After stepping out of the room, the short man waiting outside immediately said: "Let's go, the celebration is about to begin, His Majesty has granted you permission to watch the ceremony from the VIP seat."

Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan looked at each other and could only follow the NPC.

For His Majesty, whose taste is close to money, the celebration was also held in an extremely luxurious way, as if all the wealth of the whole country had been spent on it.

The view from the VIP seat was really good. Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan could see the king walking slowly on the red carpet from a distance without hindrance.

The people standing on the flat ground were cheering and praising, as if they respected the king and admired his style.

And both of them had calm expressions, which seemed different and out of place in this carnival-like celebration.

They are waiting.

Accident, or end.

·

"Dad, didn't His Majesty the King say that he would show off new clothes?"

asked a little boy sitting on his father's shoulders.

"But I've seen this dress before, it was worn by him."

His father squinted his eyes, carefully identified it for a while, and said hesitantly: "It seems...it is such a child."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around.

Everyone turned their heads to look at them, and those faces were so ordinary that it was creepy at this moment.

The king also stopped in his tracks, his chin lifted, his expression contemptuous.

Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan's spirits were shaken, and the main event of the secret channel came.

"What, what's wrong?" Dad asked uneasily.

He lifted the boy up and held him in his arms.

"How long have you been here?" someone asked.

The father replied honestly: "I don't remember clearly, it may have been a year ago."

The man laughed, and the others laughed too.

"Do you know where this is?"

Father was puzzled: "Main city?"

People's smiles widened.

"Do you know where this is?"

"……capital?"

"Do you know where this is?"

"...Where is this?"

The smiles on people's faces disappeared.

They were whispering.

"he does not know."

"He didn't know."

"He can't remember."

"They say His Majesty has no new clothes."

"..."

The noisy voices gradually dissipated, and the unified gaze was indescribably strange.

They said in unison: "You have no clothes on."

"You brought new clothes."

Like a colony of ants crossing the border, the father and son were instantly overwhelmed by the swarming crowd.

Seeing this scene, Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan felt chills all over their bodies.

Those are not people, they are monsters.

"Do you know where this is?"

Familiar questions sounded around the two of them.

In a blink of an eye, Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan have replaced father and son as the center of countless eyes.

It's definitely not going to be a pleasant experience.

"Do you know where this is?"

Every time a question is asked, those people will take a step closer.It is not difficult to imagine the final result.

Yu Songyuan moved Hu Ling behind him faster than he thought, while thinking quickly in his mind.

Why are they asking that?How should we answer?

It didn't take long, like in the blink of an eye, those people were already close at hand.

Under tremendous pressure, Yu Songyuan suddenly recalled the conversation between him and Hu Ling at the very beginning.

He asked, "Where is this?"

Hu Ling said, "In a dream."

...is this the answer?

Thoughts were spinning, but reality didn't leave him much time.

Holding the mentality of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he said at the last second: "Dream, this is a dream."

For an instant, the action stands still.

In the next second, there seemed to be no time interval, and Yu Songyuan opened his eyes suddenly.

Staring at the familiar top of the bed, Yu Songyuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

So scary.

Just as he was sorting out his thoughts, he felt that someone had ripped off the hem of his clothes.

He hastily turned his head, and what he saw was the picturesque profile of the young man.

"What's wrong?" Yu Songyuan asked softly.

Hu Ling closed his eyes and asked, "Who is the real culprit?"

He didn't seem to take the frighteningly real dream into his heart at all.

Yu Songyuan was stunned for a moment before slowly uttering a name.

In fact, he is not very sure, but it is necessary to take some risks when it comes to points.

Hu Ling responded, neither right nor wrong.

His breathing gradually slowed down, as if he had fallen asleep.

But Yu Songyuan couldn't sleep for a while.

In his mind, he wondered what happened to the dream just now, wondered who the real culprit of the dungeon was, and wondered what kind of person Hu Ling was.

After thinking about it, Yu Songyuan's consciousness faded away.

He fell asleep.

The person lying beside him opened his eyes.

Those extremely black eyes melted into the night, making it impossible to distinguish.

·

Early the next morning, after Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan had washed up, someone came to invite them to the restaurant for breakfast.

It is as rich as ever, but the appetite of some players is obviously not very good.

I poked and poked it with a fork, but it didn't go to my mouth, looking preoccupied.

After the meal, the players didn't waste time, just as they discussed yesterday, they opened their doors, and the two groups went in to search together.

Yuanyuan and the others offered to go with Hu Ling, and Hu Ling agreed with a smile.

Going upstairs, the four of them walked into the rooms of Sun Meng and Zhou Zhengwen one by one.